Chapter 1061

Longhuangtian border, a real gentleman guarding the border suddenly saw thousands of worlds in front of him being pushed away.

It is a large array large enough to cover hundreds of worlds, which is slowly unfolding.

The real gentleman rubbed his eyes. "Is this the master of Fusheng Taoism?"

"That's the direction of Wuliang road ZuLong car!"

"Fusheng Daozu, did you do something to Wuliang Daozu?"

The real gentleman did not dare to delay for a moment and quickly reported the news to the Taoist ancestor of the Dragon Emperor.

The news is so hot!

Fusheng Daozu is a famous little Tianzun for a long time, and Wuliang Daozu is a little Tianzun who is raising the clouds of the heavens!

A day ago.

There is always a full moon in the sky of evil ghost day, and there is no sun.

This is the evil ghost world. Only the head of the seven ghosts and gods is qualified to live in the evil ghost world.

A full blue moon hung in the sky, shining through the withered branches by a dry well.

The ghost brake with two hook moon scars under his eyes sat on the dry well and quietly looked at the Luocha coming towards him.

Luo Cha, dressed in black armor, walked behind the ghost brake and sat down on the dry well.

The ghost brake asked, "is everything ready?"

Rocha nodded, "we can do it tomorrow."

The ghost brake nodded, "this is boundless. He can't stay. If he leaves the pass, the whole heavens will never have peace!"

Luo Cha said with a smile, "so what? After tomorrow, he can only break his soul and not enter reincarnation!"

The ghost brake looked back at Luocha and said, "emperor sickle's reaction was too abnormal after he met limitless last time. I'm going to warn him. You can arrange other things."

After the ghost brake, the body turned into a burst of ghost smoke and disappeared.

Luocha sat in place and looked up at the sky. However, after a while, the white haired ghost came from a distance and asked with a sly smile, "the ghost brake is gone?"

Luocha nodded and then asked, "Shicha, are you sure this is an infinite plot?"

The white haired ghost nodded and said, "immeasurable is now 500 years old, and I knew him when he was less than 100 years old. No one knows infinity better than I do. "

"He is a man who never does anything uncertain."

The white haired ghost came to Luocha and said, "Luocha, it's time to make a decision."

Luo Cha glared at the white haired ghost and shouted angrily, "do you know what this decision will bring?"

The white haired ghost looked up and laughed wildly, and his waist and legs looked back. "If a man is alive, he still has everything. If he is dead, he has nothing!"

Luo Cha slapped on the dry well under his ass, and his eyes changed constantly. Finally, he could only nod his head and say, "I'll take you."

Luo Cha reached out and grabbed the white haired ghost, then jumped into the well and disappeared into the fog in the well.

Falling constantly from the well, as if there was no end, Luocha's feet stopped and accelerated the descent in an instant. After flying down for an hour, Luocha stood on the solid ground. He released his hand and put the white haired ghost on the ground.

The white haired ghost stepped on the ground and looked at the only thing on the ground. It was a black mirror.

A mirror that can swallow Daozu!

A mirror that can see the future!

There is only one sentence on the mirror: a Taoist ancestor and a future.

Luo Cha looked at the white haired ghost beside him. He was as happy as a monkey when he saw a peach. He danced forward and showed an obsessed smile at the corners of his mouth, "so this is the mirror!"

Luocha reminded: "you should think clearly that this mirror, even the Taoist ancestor, has no power to fight back in front of it!"

The white haired ghost turned back and showed disdainful eyes and said, "so you are still too timid. No wonder you can't even become a little Tianzun. It's like a waste like ghost brake. You can't become a Tianzun all your life!"

The white haired ghost scolded, "the throne of heaven is reserved for those who have the courage to kill the king!"

The white haired ghost turned his head forward. There was a line three feet in front of him, which was three feet away from the mirror.

Across this line, even the Taoist ancestors will be instantly inhaled and disappeared.

The white haired ghost held his head high and said, "it only devours Daozu, which means it won't swallow me, just the real king."

He said, stepping across the line without any hesitation.

Luo Cha looked at the white haired ghost who stepped across the line and was shocked by the nameless. No wonder this man could learn to shoot coffins in only one tenth of his time.

Such a person who is not afraid of life and death is not comparable to himself.

Himself, not as good as him.

The white haired ghost continued to move forward and said, "it doesn't devour the God. It shows that its power is not as strong as the God."

"The power is not as powerful as the emperor and does not devour the real king. There can only be one explanation."

The white haired ghost stretched out his hand and held the black mirror. "This is a third-order power, a third-order supreme power!"

"And I'm the real king, and I'm about to break through the Daozu, so I can absorb this power and become the Daozu!" After the white haired ghost Road, the black mirror suddenly turned into a pool of molten iron, immersed in his skin, wrapped up along his body, and gradually wrapped him all. Luocha looked at the scene in front of him. He could feel that the white haired ghost was breaking through the realm of Daozu. The white haired ghost guessed right. Luo Cha stared at the white haired ghost and couldn't help thinking that an uncontrollable power could devour the Taoist ancestor at will. What about someone? Or such a heroic ghost hero! I'm afraid that once he makes a successful breakthrough, he will be little Tianzun! Luocha can feel that the world is different. Wuliang Daozu is less than five hundred years old. Where is this Shicha five hundred years old? It's another peerless xiaotianzun who just broke through! The black molten iron covers all the white haired ghosts, like a black sculpture solidified in front. Luocha sat down in front of the white haired ghost, and then waited quietly. Three hours passed quickly. The statue suddenly moved, the black sculpture cracked, the black fragments like blood scabs fell, and the white haired ghost opened his closed eyes. He smiled, strode up, walked past Luocha, and then said, "go, Luocha, the madman should do what the madman should do." Luocha got up and followed behind the white haired ghost. He didn't feel the breath of Daozu, but he felt a more terrible breath, which was the breath of natural enemies“ Yes, Shicha! " The two walked together, with the white haired ghost in front and Luocha in the back, just like a follower. Soon after, they jumped out of the dry well. The white haired ghost smiled and said, "I'm going to see my old friend again. This time, I'll always bring him some gifts."“ After all, those who come all the way without gifts are not friends! " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.